The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1887-07-15
M'FLuFFEY's CANOE.

MY boatman laughed loud at man on the
shore,
with habiliments proud and assurance galore
And y manner that sought the idea 70 convey
That he may be had bought the whole river that
day.
Said my shrewd Irish lad, as a quick glance he
threw:
He remoinds me, bedad, Of McFluGey's canoe.
''oh, A1cFlufey was there, in competitive sail;
He could show his back hair in the calm or the
gale;
He was absent upon any spot but first place,
Till he enthered the John J. O'F'lannagan race :
Which it tore him all down, and then shwept
him mp, too,
Wild some frinds who now frown on BfcFluney's
canoe.
"For he'd said: I'm hew out new boat, loike
as not
That win shtron all about livery craft yez have
got;
And her patthern III kape to mesilf, good or
bad,
For the crayture I'll shape in me cellar, bedad-
I'll be maker, designer. an captain an crew;
An there not be foiner'n MeFluney's canoe
$50 this promising craft in his cellar he shaped,
An he ehucSed an laughed, an he pounded an
schraped
An his dry-docI was wet wild the shmen OF ould
gin;
But we niver could get a free pass TO go in.
And he says: Cork yer eyes, till the proper
time-you-
An you'll have a surprise from McFluney's
canoer
can the race day did lind fair breeze an
bright sun,
An we backed our ould frind about twinty to
one;
An we pitied the fate OF the others aaoat,
An shouted; 'Jist wait for McFluney's new
bOatr
An he says: she's as stanoh as me frinds are,
an true;
50 step down an help launch ould McFluney's
canoer
"An' we shouted; AN rightn an went down
wild a grin,
An we pushed our sails tight wild a pun at the
An the boat stood ali fresh an all fine as could
be;
Oh irrstclass professional beauty was she
An his shwateheart had sewed Crane flag
An her name had bestowed on McFlurey's
canoe.
"An' we lifted hur clane on our shoulders, in
The boat, sure, I mane-an' DESCENDED up
shtairs;
But the boat was too great-sure the door was
too shmall--
An we couldn't get the crayture evicted at all
Not door could be slammed that the craft
would sail through,
An we stood there becalmed wild McFluney's
canoe
"'saw the floor smash the wall blow the roo
Onr he cried;
But nothing at all would admit her outside;
An Mac shwelled up in girth, an blasphemec
himself sick.
An then prayed for an earthquake TO come an
be quick!
Stone an brick would not mind it, for all We
could do.
An the race left behind it McFluney's cancel
ellis shwateheart the shock drove with rage
most insane,
An she stamped through the dock when he
thried to explain;
An she said: Look a-therer wild the rage il
her face:
The Bridget OFlaherty is whining my racel
You desayed me, We elfr an her words fairly
flew:
Nov be on wild yerself an your dirthy canoe
"Now when a man brings me high moghty
sound
An thanks his good stars he is wfnnin' the day
Forgettin' the bars that men find in their way
say' wild sly laughter: Your pride We may
rue;
You're a-modelin' afther McFluTey's canoe
"An' when q man linds all his plans TO himself
An lays all his frinds for awhile on the shelf
An thinks he knows twice ali there is to b,
known,
An the outside advice win be lettin' alone,
says: If your pride to point yez don't hew
You'll be taken a ride in MoF1uhey's canoe
WI Carleton, In HdTper's Weekly.